I'm the main character in Resident Evil

Upon entering the door,

Rebecca looked at the huge black and white chessboard on the floor with chess pieces as big as human beings, and couldn't help but murmured in confusion,

Although chess is fun and educational, does anyone really like it to this extent? A tiny chessboard is not enough, but a magnified black and white chessboard is necessary. Rebecca has never seen a doctor so enthusiastic about an item.

When she was in college, the doctoral teachers in the school did not have much interest in these educational toys. Most of them were more interested in various high-tech precision instruments and equipment.

"I don't like it..."

"And there is a mechanism here. It's too obvious... I think people can guess it as soon as they enter the door. Although I have never met Marcus and I don't know Dr. Marcus, I can figure it out with my brain. How could a doctor who studies viruses all day set up such a large chessboard? The chess pieces are almost the same size as people. How much effort does it take to move them when playing?"

"Are these huge chessboards used by Marcus to exercise in his spare time? This is not a combination of work and rest. A doctor obsessed with research would spend all his time in the lab eating and shitting. How could he have the energy to exercise, let alone play chess, especially such a big chessboard?"

He waved his hand,

Javier pointed at the huge chessboard on the ground and explained helplessly. After that, Javier walked to the front of the chessboard, held the chess piece that was as heavy as a stone pier in both hands, and pushed it hard for a while before moving the chess piece one step...

Are you kidding?

He, a well-trained policeman, spent so much effort on it. How could Marcus, who was old, weak and sick ten years ago, have the energy to play with this thing?

"indeed……"

“Researchers don’t have the time or energy to play with this stuff…”

Not only Javier, but also Billy Cohen nodded in agreement after thinking for a while.

no way,

Even a second lieutenant in the Marine Corps understood the truth. After a day of training, the soldiers were extremely tired. If they had time, they would definitely lie in bed and take a nap. How could they have the energy to play chess?

Javier held his chin and thought for a while, then quickly reached out and touched the chessboard, as if he was trying something.

Hold the chessboard with both hands... and apply a little force...

Um--?

He couldn't move it at all. The chessboard seemed to be glued to it with super glue. Looking at the five black and white chess pieces on the board, Javier seemed to have thought of something. At this moment, there were three white chess pieces on the board, two knights and a king, and two black chess pieces, a queen and a pawn.

The white king is trapped in a corner by the black pawns. Two white knights are protecting their king. The black queen, whose game is already decided, is watching from afar. It is a game that is about to be decided, but the winner is unknown.

"Billy, Rebecca, the two of you come here and stay at the desk. Tell me where the chess pieces are going. I'll go down and move the chess pieces. The mechanism here should be the layout of the chess pieces. The chessboard on the desk seems to be welded to the desk. There must be some mechanism hidden inside."

He waved his hand.

Javier said to Rebecca and Billy,

Javier planned to solve the puzzle by himself and asked Rebecca and Billy Cohen to stay away from each other, because the puzzle of the office was too simple and people could see the flaws at a glance. There might be some traps hidden, so Javier thought it would be better for him to do it.

First, he was originally a blue butterfly, so it was natural for him to die here. Second, Javier had the most complete equipment, and when he encountered danger, he would be more likely to escape danger than Rebecca and Billy Cohen.

"Um……!"

"brake……"

With both arms exerting force,

Javier struggled to push the chess pieces on the huge chessboard. Although he was well-trained, it was still very tiring to run around holding a stone pillar. Soon... Following Rebecca and Billy's reminders, Javier moved the chess pieces on the board. The only thing missing was a black pawn. Originally, the black pawn did not need to be moved, but Javier felt that the black pawn was too much of an obstacle for him to move the pieces.

He thought about moving away temporarily and recovering later, but who would have thought... this despicable act almost caused Javier to die here.

"Crack!"

“Puff…Puff…!!!”

At the moment when Javier moved the black pawn, the sound of a mechanism was heard, but it was not from the desk, but from the chessboard below the black pawn. Suddenly, a black tube popped out, and green mist kept pouring out of it. In an instant, Javier realized that something was wrong!

"Rebecca, Billy!"

"Trap, it's poison gas, cover your nose and mouth quickly, don't breathe it in!"

Turning around, Javier quickly shouted to Rebecca and Billy Cohen in the distance:

ps: There is no way to update slowly, because I need to open two accounts at the same time. This month, this book has no income, and I don’t have the energy to write so much. Next month, I will return to the normal 4000 words. That’s it. Resident Evil 01 is basically about castle exploration, and there is not much space. The map of 23 Raccoon City is larger, so the plot is also copied from the original, which seems a bit watery, but there is no way...

Chapter 29: Who writes a diary?

Green mist continued to spurt from the bottom of the black chess piece onto Javier's face, but because of the gas mask, it couldn't hurt Javier at all. Unfortunately, Javier was the only one wearing a gas mask in the room.

Rebecca and Billy Cohen were not equipped with any anti-gas equipment, so Javier was more worried about Rebecca and Billy than himself, so he shouted loudly to remind them,

"Get started!"

"Crack——!"

Seeing that the poison gas showed no sign of stopping and was even still spewing out continuously, Javier noticed the gap at the bottom of the black chess piece, which just coincided with the poison gas pipe on the chessboard floor. Without hesitation, Javier lifted the black pawn chess piece again and pressed forward!

This time the judgment was correct.

After Javier put the black chess piece back to its original position, the green poison gas stopped spraying instantly.

As for Rebecca and Billy Cohen,

He quickly grabbed the edge of his T-shirt and covered his mouth, and closed his eyes. This was the right way to do it, because the harm of poison gas is not only the irreversible damage to the body after being inhaled into the lungs, but the poison gas itself is an irritant gas. Once it comes into contact with exposed organs such as the eyeballs, it will easily cause damage.

The milder ones will make the surface of the eyeball red, the tear glands secrete abnormally, and the taste will be bitter. The more serious ones will cause the eyeball to ulcerate, temporary blindness or permanent damage, etc. Therefore, when facing poison gas, the most correct way is to bury your entire face in the ground.

During the First and Second World Wars, in order to deal with inhumane weapons such as biological and chemical gases, soldiers from various countries, before the development of warthog gas masks, would bury their faces in the ground in the same way as wild boars.

This can greatly reduce the harm of toxic gases entering the body.

Because the human body has its own filtering system. If the amount of poison gas is small, the body's filtering system can perfectly deal with various poison gases and poisons. After all, the human body occasionally needs to take various trace elements to maintain the body's nutritional balance.

but,

This is what it says,

But when you really face these poisonous gases, it is not pleasant at all!

"Cough cough..."

“Ugh…Ugh…!!!”

When the poison gas is completely diluted in the air,

Rebecca and Billy Cohen, with yellow faces, suddenly took off the clothes covering their mouths and noses, gasping for air, but soon their faces changed again, and they half-knelt on the ground and retched. Unfortunately, nothing came out of their vomit, but it made their brains feel very nauseous.

"Rebecca, Billy! How are you two?"

"Do you feel something wrong with your body? Which organ hurts?"

see,

Javier hurried forward, holding Rebecca and Billy Cohen, and asked anxiously with a worried tone. Javier didn't want to cause the two protagonists to die because of his negligence, otherwise... he would have to go into the castle alone. Although he didn't have the skill to passively defeat others, he would be very uncomfortable without the protection of the protagonist's halo.

"Cough cough..."

"We are fine. Fortunately, you reminded us in time, otherwise Billy and I would have inhaled a lot of poison gas. Now we have only inhaled a small amount of poison gas, which has penetrated into our clothes. It only made us retching and nauseated. We are lucky."

"I didn't expect that this room would hide such a dangerous mechanism. Does Dr. Marcus want to kill anyone who tries to spy on his secrets?"

"Oh, Javier, help me get the two tubes of green medicine from the waist bag behind you. It's the one I fed you before. I prepared a lot. There should be a few more. Give one to Billy. After drinking it, his brain will feel much better and he won't feel so sick like this."

Faced with Javier's urgent concern,

Rebecca shook her head to indicate that she was not seriously injured, and pointed to the waist bag behind her. Rebecca wanted Javier to help her get the medicine to feed her. After all, she just felt weak all over and was too lazy to move. She was not being hypocritical.

And Javier did not refuse.

Soon, several tubes of medicine were taken out from Rebecca's waist bag, including red, green, and yellow medicines. Rebecca was indeed an expert in medicines, and she was very well prepared. Although the milk supply was insufficient, a poor wet nurse could still solve the urgent problem at a critical moment.

quickly,

Javier fed Rebecca the green antidote and passed a tube to Billy Cohen. After they drank the antidote and rested for a while, they felt much better. Their yellow complexion faded and their spirits were restored.

It turns out that

It doesn't matter whether the nurse in a team has enough milk or not, what matters is whether she is a professional match. Fortunately, Rebecca is a pharmacy expert. If she was just an ordinary big-breasted medic, she might have to rely on her body's filtration system to get through it.

While Rebecca and Billy were taking a break,

Javier solved the puzzle by himself. This time he did not move the black chess piece, but moved the white chess piece back to its original position on the chessboard. With a crisp sound, Javier found that the black and white chessboard on Marcus' desk had been opened. He slowly opened the black and white chessboard.

There is indeed a secret compartment inside...

Inside the secret compartment is a black book, which is very similar to the previous Book of Good. This book should be the other half of the Book of Evil. When the book is opened, the black wings of the evil statue that Javier and the other two have been thinking about are hidden inside.

The white statue of good looks like an angel with feathered wings, while the black statue of evil looks like a demon with bat wings.

Simultaneously,

More than that,

Next to the secret compartment, there is another book with Marcus' signature on it. When I open it, I see the date at the beginning. There is no doubt... this is a diary, or Marcus' diary.

This made Javier particularly helpless.

Who would write a diary? Don’t you know that a diary can easily reveal your dark history and evidence?

But after thinking about it,

Javier understood it quickly. After all, Marcus was a doctor of biology, and he was a very accomplished person in his field. He was even one of the founders of the Umbrella Corporation, the creator of the T virus, and one of the world's top doctors of biology. Geniuses like him were usually very narcissistic and arrogant, and looked down on others as if they were ants.

therefore--

Geniuses are often very lonely because they find that they have no one to confide in. Whenever they achieve the joy of success, they have nowhere to share it, but they cannot bear to bury it, so they write these things in their diaries to satisfy themselves. At the same time, they want others to discover them and admire them. This kind of repetitive and introverted personality is usually a common problem of "ordinary" geniuses!

I'm afraid this is also true for Marcus.

Chapter 30 A Real Man

"On December 12, we finally succeeded. We successfully extracted a new type of virus. Because it is unique enough, we call it the 'Progenitor Virus'. I want to bring it back and investigate it immediately..."

"On August 8, the research on the virus is still going on, but Spencer said he wanted to set up a company, probably to have a better environment for these studies. But I don't care, as long as he can continue to study the ancestral virus... He can do whatever he wants..."

"Spencer has always wanted me to be the director of the institute, but I was busy studying viruses and had no time to manage other people. But for the sake of my career, I still agreed. However... he seems to be getting more and more powerful."

"However, I may be able to use this to gain access to some special equipment and locations under Spencer's name to explore the secrets of the Progenitor Virus—"

"On October 10, Spencer came to complain to me again. He thought that viruses were just a tool to make money. Haha... It was so stupid. However, his influence was growing, which was increasingly detrimental to my research on viruses. If I wanted to continue my research on viruses, I had to consolidate my position."

"On September 9, I finally found a way to build a new virus based on the Progenitor virus. I mixed the Progenitor virus with the DNA of leeches, and a new virus was born. This will be a huge breakthrough. I named it the T (tyrant) virus..."

"October 10th. No, there is no progress at all if I only conduct experiments on rodents. I have to conduct virus experiments on humans to make a breakthrough. After all, the human body is the best mammalian experimental subject. Maybe I can secretly ask the laboratory staff for help..."

"On November 11, it seems that someone discovered my experiment, but it was probably just my suspicion. It doesn't matter. If they discovered my experiment, I would be very kind to let them help me with the experiment. After all, I just happened to lack experimental materials."

"January 1th, it's finally done. My wonderful leech, those morons simply can't understand the joy and satisfaction I feel at this moment. I can finally oppose Spencer. I will soon be able to control everything."

"On January 1, the equipment I used to protect my virus research was tampered with. It seems that someone was trying to find samples of the T virus and leeches. What a stupid guy. No need to guess, it must have been Spencer who did it. He has been jealous of my talent and experimental results for a long time."

"On February 2, there were signs that the things at the door had been moved. If they really came for my research results, then I have to prepare defensive measures. A bunch of greedy guys, they didn't do anything, but they wanted to take away the experimental results that I worked so hard to complete. It's disgusting!"

"It seems that I have to ask my two students, William and Wesker, to help me. I only trust these two people. Of course, there is also my beloved leech! But... things shouldn't end here, right? Spencer... I will announce the T virus at the next company board meeting to shock you old pedantic guys, and then exchange it for the rights and status that I deserve--!"

The ink gradually disappeared.

The diary is blank until the next page.

The ink of the last line is much darker, which is enough to show Marcus's excitement. A person who has been studying for a long time finally succeeded and then shared his research results with the world.

no doubt……

This is just as Javier guessed.

Marcus is a doctor of biology and a genius in the field of biology. He is usually very withdrawn and cannot reveal his inner thoughts to outsiders. Therefore, he can only vent his emotions by recounting everything in his diary.

But unfortunately,

Madness will consume the mad,

For the purpose of virus research, Marcus arbitrarily broke the taboo of experimental research, that is, human experimentation, which has violated the morals of humanity. Although he successfully developed the T virus, it was also ended by his beloved apprentice William and Wesker.

Read the entire diary.

Javier came back to his senses and took a deep breath.

This is a story about a respectable doctor who gradually turns into a gentle beast and finally degenerates into a madman.

"Javier, what are you looking at? You look so absorbed in it..."

And at this moment,

After a short rest, Rebecca and Billy Cohen finally regained their spirits. Seeing Javier studying a book so seriously, Rebecca couldn't help but approach him out of curiosity and asked with a puzzled expression,